I hadn't fed since I found Sam. I was trapped between two worlds. My human half was bleeding and my immortal was drowning.

The one that had power over me, kept my soul locked tight., he was the one that transformed me into this monster. I didn't know how to break free of him.

Chapter 5

Phoebe brought Sam with her to the castle. The castle where her master lived. She slept there in the day, and roamed the city at night.

As her and Sam entered the castle, she felt his presents over her. He was always watching her, calling her, he owned her.

"Go to that room, and wait for me, I will be back." Phoebe said Pointing to a door up the winding staircase.

Sam looked up and then he looked back to Phoebe again, but she was gone already. Sam did as he was told and slowly made his way up the stairs.

He looked around at the stone candle lit walls of the castle's staircase. He watched as the shadows bounced off the walls and the candles flickered around them.

Sam was used to the dark alleyways in the city, and he was used to hiding in the shadows, but this scared him a little.

Suddenly a figure of a man at the top of the stairs startled him, and he froze. The man was calling to him, but his lips were not moving. Sam walked to the top of the stairs like the man said, and stood there. The man started to move towards him, but his legs were not moving.

Suddenly, Sam felt a hand grab him from behind, and Phoebe pulled him behind her. She made a hissing noise at the man and he stopped in front of her.

Sam snapped out of his trance and held on to Phoebe.

"Stay away from him!" Phoebe growled, staring at the man.

Sam looked around from behind her and saw the man touch Phoebe's throat and lick her cheek.

Then the man moved down the long hallway. Phoebe glared and watched as he disappeared into the shadows.

She looked down at Sam and then walked into the room. Sam followed close behind, and Phoebe shut the door behind him. She walked over to a table in the room and uncovered it. Sam's eyes widened, as he saw the plate of food on the table. Phoebe nodded to him with approval, and Sam ran to the table.

"I need you to stay in here, while I am gone." Phoebe said as she watched him devouring the food. "You must stay away from this door, and open it to no one!"

Sam nodded and Phoebe turned to walk out. "I'll protect you" she whispered, and then closed the door behind her.

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Cole put his coat on and looked in the mirror. He stared at his reflection, and then took a deep breath. He reached for a long-bladed knife that lay on the dresser next to a picture of a young boy. He slipped them both inside the pocket of his long black coat.

He turned the light off and closed the door of his room. He walked outside under the flickering neon light of the motel sign. He shivered from the cold, and buttoned his coat as he walked to the street's side walk.

He could still feel the tickle from her hair on his face. Her soft cold skin, and the way she brushed his lips with hers. She was different than the rest, but that didn't stop the pain and anger he botled inside.

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Phoebe slipped in a dark movie theater that played old black and white films. She didn't know why she was there, she just felt drawn there some how.

Phoebe slid down in the seat, and pulled her collar around her ears. Her dark hair slid down around her neck to her shoulder. She propped her feet up on the seat in front of her.

The film flickered and reflected off her dark glasses. Then, she heard his heart beating and she could smell him. She felt someone sit down behind her and she knew it was Cole. Phoebe smiled, knowing Cole was smiling too.

"Bravo, Sherlock Holmes!" Phoebe said in a sarcastic British accent.

"I have been looking for you everywhere!" He whispered leaning in her ear, returning the accent.

"I know, I heard you" Phoebe whispered back.

Phoebe stood up and walked out with a smile on her face. Cole stood up and followed, but she was out of sight when he reached the lobby. Phoebe watched him from across the street, franticly looking left and right for her. The streets were crowded and he searched faces in the mob of people.

Phoebe could hear his heart beating faster as he looked for her. She sensed his desperation, and she wanted to run to him.

She stepped out of the shadows and stood in sight, across the street from the theater entrance where he was. His eyes scanned the streets and then meat with hers.

He walked over to her and pulled her behind the corner. He lifted her and kissed her rapidly on the mouth. Phoebe felt his heart beating in her chest again.

"I thought I lost you again!" He whispered on her mouth.

Phoebe broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. They were wild, and she could see they were filled with passion. His lips were red from the forceful kiss.

"You found me" Phoebe said breathlessly.

Cole swallowed hard and his eyes slowly blinked with heavy with emotion.

"You keep calling me back, It is your fear that calls to me " he said breathing heavily.

"And your anger, that calls to me!" Phoebe said, touching his mouth with her cold finger tips.

"What are you afraid of?" Cole asked swallowing hard again.

"I…I can't do this, I have to go!" Phoebe said with a sliver of panic.

Cole let her down, and held her face in his hands, forcing her to look at him.

"Don't be afraid, I want to help you!" He pleaded

"You have to forget me…" Phoebe turned and walked swiftly down the sidewalk.

He caught up to her and grabbed her arm. Phoebe whirled around and her eyes were fading from red to black. Cole grabbed her and held her to him. Phoebe did nothing, but just stood there trembling.

"I can help you, if you'll just let me!" Cole pleaded with heaviness in his voice.

"You can't help me, no one can...!" She whispered sadly and tried to pull away again.

"No…you are wrong!" Cole argued.

Phoebe pulled away from him as the stabbing pain attacked her heart again, only this time it was more violent than the rest.

Phoebe grabbed her chest as her body folded in half. She let out a gasp of pain and her knees hit the pavement.

Cole reached for her, "What is it?" He asked in a worried tone, reaching for her.

"Stay away!" Phoebe snapped back, pushing him away.

"I am not afraid of you!" Cole shouted desperately.

"No!" Phoebe's voice changed and she sounded cold.

"Why won't you let me help you?" Cole sounded confused

"What do you want from me?" Phoebe snapped glaring up at him as she tried to find the strength to make a fast exit.

"Phoebe, I am fall…" Cole began to plead

"Stop! Just stay away from me!" Phoebe shouted, and disappeared into the shadows again.

Cole tried to stop her but it was too late. She had left again with out a trace. Her voice in his head was fading and so was her existence.